Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"...uh...you're joking again..."

Looking at Dumbledore whose lines between his brows were gradually stretched, Wang Xuebin raised his brows lightly, revealing a smile.

"Don't talk, don't laugh, it's not lively, life is alive, isn't it just to laugh at others, and to be laughed at by others, it doesn't get in the way..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Dumbledore's eyes flashed a look, he nodded in approval, and said approvingly:

"I have to admit that your heart and vision are the broadest among the people I've met. I'm really curious. I don't know what kind of experience it takes to cultivate a person like you..."

"Experience... Maybe it's an experience that ordinary people can't imagine in a lifetime..."

Having said that, Wang Xuebin didn't want to go any further on this topic, so he looked up at Dumbledore and asked directly:

"You came to me, is there anything I can do for you?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin change the topic and talk about business, Dumbledore also restrained the smile on his face and became serious.

"Oh...Although it's embarrassing to say this, I do have some things that I need your help with!"

"Haha!"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Wang Xuebin chuckled, shook his head and said:

"You are out of touch. Although I have seen Fox more times than I have seen you these years, you don't have to be so polite. Just say it straight. As long as I can do it, I will never shirk it!"

"...Then I, the old man, will not be polite..."

After Dumbledore heard Wang Xuebin's words, he also laughed, his blue eyes blinked, looking quite mischievous.

"I want to invite you to take an exciting adventure with me. I wonder if you would like to take this journey with me, an old man?"

"Adventure trip?"

Wang Xuebin frowned involuntarily.

"Can you go into more detail?"

Dumbledore chuckled lightly, nodded, picked up a piece of parchment from the table beside him, took two steps forward, and handed it to the curious Wang Xuebin.

"My research on the Horcruxes these years has not yielded nothing, and I have already made some educated guesses about the number and location of the Horcruxes made by Tom.

I came back this time to invite you specially, and I hope you can join me in exploring the place where Tom hides the Horcrux!

I don't know if you would like to? "

"I?"

Wang Xuebin was a little unbelievable about Dumbledore's proposal, pointing at himself, asked in surprise:

"What can I do to help?

To be honest, I think you are more reliable than me in finding an excellent police dog. I am not good at solving puzzles and reasoning, so I don't even know what I can do to help you? "

"Oh... no no no, Professor Gu Yi, you are a little underestimating yourself, I believe that Tom will be even worse at things you are not good at!

Besides, what I need is the help of a master alchemist to help me solve some magic traps. As for solving puzzles...

Believe me, Tom, who is ashamed and proud, never thought he needed any of this..."

Chapter 537 Not everyone is qualified to be a mother!

"Wu's Orphanage... Gaunt's old house?"

Looking at the information recorded on the parchment, Wang Xuebin raised his head and asked curiously:

"Are these places where Voldemort hid his Horcruxes?"

Dumbledore nodded slightly when he heard the words, looked at Wang Xuebin, and said in a deep voice:

"According to my analysis of Tom's growth experience over the years, coupled with the information obtained from some people, I have made some rough guesses about the number of Horcruxes Tom made and where he hid them.

A few days ago, I visited several places where Horcruxes might be hidden, and found two Horcruxes he made, these are the two places! "

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin nodded silently, and carefully read all the information about Voldemort recorded on the parchment.

Dumbledore on the side saw this scene, and also leaned forward, taking the initiative to explain to Wang Xuebin based on the information about Voldemort:

"Voldemort's original name was Tom Riddle.

He is the child of Mrs. Merope Gaunt of the Gaunt family, who lives in Little Hangleton, and Tom Riddle, an old Muggle rich man.

Although the Gaunt family is also a pure-blood family, and is the descendant of Peverell and Salazar Slytherin among the three Deathly Hallows brothers, this family has already become dilapidated after thousands of years of inheritance.

Tom's mother, Mrs. Gunter, grew up slowly in such a poor environment!

Mrs. Gaunt is an excellent witch, but unfortunately, like her father and brother, she suffers from serious mental illness.

This is a serious sequelae left by their family's stubborn choice of marriage with close relatives in order to maintain the purity of blood, and there is no cure.

Every girl will meet the true love of her life at some point, but some girls are lucky and reap happiness, while some girls are unlucky and reap a hard fruit.

Unfortunately, our Mrs. Gaunt is one of the latter...

The adult Mrs. Gaunt fell in love with the richest Muggle in their town, the eldest son of the Riddle family, old Tom Riddle.

Although old Tom Riddle is a flamboyant, arrogant playboy, Mrs. Gaunt is hopelessly in love with him...

It is a pity that although our Mrs. Gaunt's appearance is outstanding, there is nothing in her character or her unusual style that can attract old Tom Riddle.

So, our Mrs. Gaunt, under her grief, thought of an idea that she thought was extremely brilliant, and that was the love potion..."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore couldn't help but looked up at Wang Xuebin. Wang Xuebin, who was stuffing snacks into his mouth while listening to the story, saw this scene, raised his eyebrows and eyes, and urged:

"...Keep talking... What happened to the Love Potion?"

"...Love potion...Love potion is a very magical potion, everyone can smell the breath of the person they love most in this potion, so some people will use this potion as Perfume to spray..."

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin finally realized what Dumbledore meant, looked down at his clothes exuding a faint fragrance, and raised his head to assure himself.

"Hi~ Don't worry, with my appearance, talent and financial resources, I don't need such things as love potions at all!

How many people are lining up to take turns having sex with me!

As long as my requirements are a little more relaxed, I guarantee that those girls will definitely be crazier than taking a love potion..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, he looked at his figure and appearance, thought carefully, and then nodded slowly.

No way, although Wang Xuebin's words are a bit annoying, but Dumbledore has to admit that he is right...

"Well... what I want to say is that the Love Potion is indeed a very scary thing!

He can make two people who originally hated each other passionately love each other regardless of the slightest logic.

Even some powerful wizards can hardly resist the effects of this potion, and old Tom Riddle is no exception.

Under the influence of the love potion, old Tom Riddle fell madly in love with Mrs. Gaunt, and insisted on marrying Mrs. Gaunt regardless of anyone's obstruction.

Unfortunately, neither Riddle's friends nor his parents allowed old Tom Riddle to fall in love with a well-known lunatic.

So, on a dark and stormy night, old Tom, who had drunk the love potion, finally came to the Gaunt house without stopping, and led our Mrs. Gaunt away from home overnight...

Our Voldemort and Little Tom planted the seeds of misfortune in such a tragic environment caused by a mistake.

Life is not love. What he needs is not passion and excitement, but plainness, warmth and fulfillment. It is a pity that our Mrs. Gunter does not understand this truth.

After living with the couple for a year, Mrs. Gaunt finally got tired of the old Tom Riddle's sickly smiling face every day, and chose to use magic to undo the effects of the medicine on the other party.

With one strike of the spell, a pink heart-shaped light effect erupted from the top of old Tom Riddle's head. In just an instant, the love potion that had haunted old Tom Riddle for a year disappeared...

After the sober old Tom Riddle's drug effect was unlocked, what Mrs. Gaunt welcomed was not the warmth accumulated by a year of daily necessities, but incomparable disgust and indifference.

Our old Tom Riddle never loved Mrs. Gaunt, nor was he going to accept Mrs. Gaunt's morbid affection.

On another dark and stormy night, our old Tom ran away from home again just like he led Mrs. Gaunt to elope under the influence of medicine.

It's just that Mrs. Gaunt was nowhere to be seen this time when she ran away from home...

Finally, when our Mrs. Gaunt was seven months pregnant, the biggest blow in her life came. Her child had no father.

There is no way to destroy a child at seven months' pregnancy, and Mrs. Gaunt does not want to destroy the crystallization of her love with the person she loves, although I don't think it is love...

After losing her husband, she has no source of income. The destitute and lonely Mrs. Gunter finally gave birth to a baby boy in the last three months of her life.

This baby boy is now Voldemort, Tom Riddle! "

"Mrs. Gaunt is dead?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's question, Dumbledore nodded silently.

"That's right... has passed away... died at the door of Wu's Orphanage... She never thought of giving up her child until the last moment of her life...

I don't think Tom would have gotten to where he is today if Mrs. Gaunt was still here..."

"maybe..."

Wang Xuebin sighed deeply, and silently closed his eyes.

"... not everyone is qualified to be a mother, but I don't think... Mrs. Gaunt will be one of them..."

"...So... would you like to go to these two places with me?"

"No problem... To be honest, I also want to see the place where Voldemort lived... I want to see... what kind of place it is..."

Chapter 538 Wu's Orphanage

The City of London, more accurately called Greater London, has 32 districts under its jurisdiction.

The urban area is centered on the City of London. The twelve districts outside London are called Inner London, and the remaining twenty districts are collectively referred to as Outer London.

The City of London in the true sense should be a vast administrative region composed of three parts: the City of London, Inner London and Outer London.

The entire administrative area is bounded by the Thames Canal, which divides the South District and the North District, and the Buckingham Palace, No. [-] Downing Street and other famous buildings are used as the boundary to divide the East District and West District.

Under the influence of various factors such as geographical location, industrial revolution and world wars, Greater London formed a regional pattern of poor in the east and rich in the west.

Aristocrats, rich people and politicians live in the West District, while the East District is more where the working class lives and works.

The Wu's Orphanage, where Tom Riddle lived in his childhood, is located on the edge of this industrially developed but culturally complex East End of London...

At the beginning of the [-]th century, the impact of the second industrial revolution was in the ascendant. Thanks to the convenience of the Thames Canal, the East End of London became one of the largest heavy industrial areas in the world at that time.

A large number of industrial jobs have attracted countless workers who come to make a living. The gathering of people from different regions will inevitably bring about the collision of different cultures and customs.

Countless cultural customs collided and merged together, and many people were unwilling to take on the responsibility of being parents due to various reasons. It was in this environment that Wu's Orphanage came into being.

"Wu's Orphanage is a private orphanage, built in 1926, and its builder and manager is Mrs. Cole."

A tall white wall encloses a flat and stable building in the center. The color is monotonous and cold, and there is no warm atmosphere in Wang Xuebin's imagination.

Perhaps seeing Wang Xuebin's doubts, Dumbledore, who was wearing a linen trench coat and a brown wide-brimmed top hat beside him, adjusted his tie awkwardly, coughed lightly, and explained:

"Mrs. Cole who built this orphanage used to be a military doctor. During the First World War, this Mrs. Cole also went to the battlefield.

After World War I, she married a factory owner, but because of her injuries, she was unable to have children. This may be the original intention of Mrs. Cole to establish this orphanage. "

"Soldiers who have been on the battlefield..."

Wang Xuebin looked at the building in front of him that looked more like a concentration camp than an orphanage, and nodded slightly. From this building alone, it can be seen that this Mrs. Cole...maybe she has not come out of the shadow of the war.

"Now? Why is this orphanage deserted?"

Looking at the rusty iron door with a large lock that had already rusted into a ball, Wang Xuebin turned his head and asked curiously.

Hearing Wang Xuebin's question, Dumbledore couldn't help being silent for a moment, then sighed, and said in a sad tone:

"War...is still war...Mrs. Cole survived the First World War, but failed to escape the haze of the Second World War...

When Germany bombed London, Mrs. Cole was afraid that the building of the orphanage would be too conspicuous, so she took the children to her factory to take shelter.

It's a pity...lucky didn't protect them, a bomb fell on their heads...after that...the orphanage has been like this..."

"...Is that so..."

After listening to Dumbledore's words, Wang Xuebin also fell silent. How many people know that the word "war..." is light and light, and there are countless blood, tears and suffering in it?

Of course, Wang Xuebin was just thinking about it. The Dunhuang murals and the pictures of female historians are still displayed in the British Museum. Let him sympathize?nonsense!

"Did Tom come back after that?"

Dumbledore drew out his wand, pointed at the rusty lock and tapped it lightly, a golden light pierced through the rust and split apart.

"Huh... I should have come back once...According to a person who lives nearby, his daughter was lost in the neighborhood about 12 years ago and was never found again..."

The two looked around and saw that there was no one around, so they pushed open the creaking door and walked into the orphanage overgrown with weeds.

The ground paved with stone bricks has long been corroded by rainwater and weeds. The ground is covered with moss. Every step you take is in danger of slipping.

The yard is very empty, there are no gardens, no sculptures, no decorative buildings, and some are only rigid and monotonous.